Uschi Unlimited by Finch Lesley

Author:Finch, Lesley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Areola
Published: 2018-08-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Roger awoke with a start, naked on his back, the duvet on the floor next to the bed. 6am. The alarm clock on the bedside table wouldn’t ring for another hour. The bedroom curtains were open, unusual for him not to draw them in the evening—especially so given his former propensity for bedtime hands-free masturbation—and a shaft of sunlight poured in through the window, his own sundial of a shaft casting a long shadow the length of his body. His towering cock head had actually been blocking out the sun, which was probably why it hadn’t woken him earlier.

He hadn’t slept so heavily in a long time, and his conscious mind was surfacing with groggy difficulty from deep dreams of luscious breasts.

Then he remembered: Samantha. Had that been a dream? Had she been a dream?

Roger got his answer soon enough when, to both his horror and delight, the bedroom door opened and in walked the very real Samantha, shower fresh and stark naked save for a beige towel wrapped around her hair like a turban and a triangle of dark curls adorning her pubis. She was brushing her teeth very slowly, which was causing her incredible chest to sway clumsily from left to right, each massive breast following its own ponderous planet-like orbit. A train of toothpaste froth descended from her bottom lip and disappeared into her cleavage, never to be seen again.

The entire contents of Roger’s balls, brewed patiently overnight, shot from the tip of his cock in a single, sense-numbing rope which hit the bedroom wall above his head with an audible smack.

‘Well, that was easier than I thought,’ said Samantha through a mouthful of foamy Colgate. She leaned over to inspect Roger’s traumatised, rapidly withering cock, and gave her chest another experimental wiggle. When no second ejaculation appeared to be forthcoming, she gave Roger a bright teenage grin and turned to leave the room again to return to the bathroom, her tight, white bottom—so much smaller than her bust—gyrating perkily as she walked.

Roger’s face contorted in drained agony as he rolled over onto his side. He had never experienced so sudden an orgasm followed by so sudden an onset of penile flaccidity. For a brief moment following that instantaneous loss of semen he had lost all sensation in his groin, and he worried that he might actually be paralysed. With relief he found himself able to move his thighs and, gingerly bent double, he stumbled from the bed and took his dressing gown from the hook behind the bedroom door. The rope of cum still clung to the wall above the headboard, his morning supply of seed unravelled and scribbled freely like an abstract portrait of his perverted libido. The sight made him feel light-headed and nauseous, and a cold sweat erupted on his brow. The last time he had felt like this was after donating a pint of blood.

Samantha had locked herself in the bathroom again to do goodness-knew-what, so Roger made a start on coffee and breakfast for himself… no, for two.

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